The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308: 168 Tricky Little Couple (Second Update)_2

Xiao Liulang was entranced by her unabashed gaze, his eyes somewhat lowered. He first placed the food on the table, then went to fetch the small desk he usually used for homework on his bed.

He placed the table before her and arranged the bowl, chopsticks, and soup.

Her diet was quite bland as she was on the mend.

Looking at the colorless food, Xiao Liulang hesitated momentarily. “If it’s too bland, I can get you some pickled vegetables,” he suggested.

Gu Jiao didn’t respond, just keeping her eyes wide open, watching him intently.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Liulang asked.

“Aren’t you scared?” Gu Jiao enquired.

“Scared of what?” Xiao Liulang was puzzled.

Gu Jiao fixed her gaze on him silently: “Weren’t you afraid of being trapped under there, never to come out?”

The situation at that moment was indeed dire.

Not dire in the sense of her being victimized, but the imminent danger of the place collapsing at any moment.

Yet, he jumped in unhesitatingly.

And navigated towards her in the darkness and peril.

Xiao Liulang hadn’t given it much thought at the time.

He didn’t dwell on it either after he rescued her.

It felt like something he was naturally supposed to do, and he wasn’t aware of anything particularly significant about it.

Confronted with her question, however, he found himself at a loss for words.

Gu Jiao flashed a smile. “You looked so handsome when you jumped in,” she said.

She used to find him attractive, his looks, and his physique; everything about him was appealing.

But the split second he jumped in, he became a brave man.

Her little lord had grown up.

Xiao Liulang, his ears slightly pink from the compliment, handed her the spoon and soup bowl, “Eat while it’s still hot, it will get cold soon.”

“Hm.” Gu Jiao took the spoon and started sipping the soup slowly.

Suddenly remembering something, Xiao Liulang told Gu Jiao, “The scene was chaotic, your basket was crushed, and some items were lost.”

Gu Jiao didn’t seem to care, “No worries, I can buy more sugarcoated haws if the ones in the basket were lost.”

“It’s not the sugarcoated haws, it’s…” Xiao Liulang stopped mid-sentence upon seeing the first aid kit lying by her side. He grunted and furrowed his brow, puzzled.

Perhaps, he had remembered it wrong.

…

“My Lord!” Chang Jing had returned to the Marquis Residence.

Nevertheless, the Yamen was the Yamen, and Chang Jing was Chang Jing. _{freēwēbnovel.com}